Date: Mon, 30 Jun 2008 07:43:59 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO 55
Dedicated to Tim
Wiz explains: "That's it, you see. Demon boy Demnos and this other evil
entity Kiko, who takes over bodies need to cause death and killing. They
live off of it. They used Trio's dreams to make them die over and over
again and to actually want it. I tried to stop this but I made Trio believe
they didn't have to fight it in the dream state...because they don't have
to in their dreams...but and this is a big butt...now Demnos and Kiko have
brought some real fighters back to life. Trio thinks they don't have to
fight them but this time they are awake and not dreaming...if they don't
fight, they'll die. I need your help to counter their magic!"
Trio watched as Ollo, Degan, Rosado, Blade, and Fuk came toward them across
the sand from the side of the thin forest where it meets the desert. Demnos
quieted Kiko down as Trio might just have heard them. Sole in particular
thought he heard something but Pare and Aoi also heard noises that the two
evil magic beings made.
"Forget hearing, we have a major battle on our hands...." Pare was
itching to stab someone.
"No," Aoi said, "It's not real. Somehow it's making us not wake up."
"Right," Sole said, "So if we just let them kill us without
fighting...maybe, just maybe we'll wake up."
Aoi nodded, "So we try it? I mean we let them kill us without putting up a
fight?"
A moment.
"NAW!" Sole, Aoi, and Pare all said at the same time. They picked up their
weapons.
"Good caus'n this dream shit where I get stabbed is gettin' me tiresome,"
Aoi said, "I wanna get my sword into someone's thick, waiting belly!!! And
I mean now!"
"Me too," Pare snapped, "I mean we all like it in ours once in a while but
there's nothing like being on the winning side!"
"Okay! I agree!" Sole said, "Let's KILL em!!!!"
Aoi added his yell, "In the belly button!"
Instead of waiting for them to strike, Trio ran at the five. A sixth figure
appeared. One which made Aoi know he was going to have problems.
A black haired Japanese boy, good looking and slight, but muscular. There
was only a thin vine around his lower hips, holding the thinnest of cloths
between his legs and behind on his butt. His legs were spread and he had an
ankle bracelet on his right ankle. He, named Rul, had short hair but two
hanging pieces in front. "Rul! You again?"
"You killed me..."
"You killed yourself, remember? Funny, how you were so willing to commit
seppuku," Aoi met him, hitting his two swords with two swords. "Gosh,
you're still as hot as ever!"
"Filipino scum, dog," Rul said, "You won't do it again to me! I'll make you
slay yourself!"
They pressed the swords into each other and Aoi and Rul's faces met. Aoi
jabbed his face into Rul's and kissed him deeply. Rul kissed back but then
tugged free and pushed Aoi's face away, leveling his swords again as they
parted. Aoi whirled around to hit the single swords of both Ollo and Degan!
"He finished us too!" Ollo yelled. Aoi pushed them both back and turned
back to stop Rul's swords from slicing his head off. "As I recall, you two
were in the middle of ...." Aoi kicked up one foot and stamped against
Rul's yellow belly and pushed him back and down. Aoi was free to turn
again, "...poking your own bellies...each other's really and I just sorta
introduced you to each other's sword points...well, I really introduced
your navels to the other's sword points...well, you got the
point...points..."
Ollo fought some more and harder at this but Degan wondered. Behind Aoi,
Rul stood and used his anger to draw strength. He rushed at Aoi's bare,
sweating, slick back. Two swords aimed at one point, the point at which Rul
knew they would come out Aoi's belly button in front. Aoi turned and saw
Rul coming. As he did this, Ollo grabbed Aoi under his arms and put his
hands over Aoi's shoulder and behind Aoi's neck. Aoi saw the two swords
rushing at him so he did the only thing he could. He lowered himself down a
bit and then jumped and flung himself up and behind Ollo. Rul's swords
found a focal point: Ollo's bare belly button. Ollo crouched low as the two
swords, as one point, deeply struck in him fast and furious. Ollo smiled,
"Ohhhhhh, I think, dkink, dink, it was worth it to feel this again."
Rul unstuck Ollo without even caring or listening to him. Degan looked at
Ollo as Ollo stretched back.
Rul made for Aoi, who had to stoop to pick up his swords but Rul's forcing
Aoi back, kept Aoi away from his fallen swords.
Degan watched Ollo, "You really like it, man, doncha?"
Ollo stooped back down again, "Yeah, just wish I could feel something else
in there, that Nip took it out so fast...I didn't...heyyyyyy!"
"Feel that good?!!!!" Degan put his sword into Ollo's bellybutton and
shoved and twisted...ever so slowly.
"Ohhhhh, yeah, hey thankssssssssssigh! Uggggghhh! Duhhh!"
"No prob, I like the way it feels on my arm as I stick you!" Degan slowly
moved closer and leaned in to kiss Ollo.
Infront of Ollo appeared Demnos's face and Degan kissed it instead, not
knowing this. Demnos stuck out his red forked tongue. This made Degan yell
and move back. Demnos flew from Ollo's dying face and Ollo dropped. Demnos
looked at Degan, "This is not play time! You are here for a specific
purpose! Killing Trio! Not your own friend!"
"I die," Ollo said on the ground.
Demnos rolled his eyes. Degan looked proud of himself and shook his head
and body with approval. He looked at Demnos, who's penis was sticking way
out of his cape coverage. Degan came closer. Demnos, for once, wondered
what was going on and looked a bit afraid, "What? Wha? What are you doing?"
Degan kissed Demnos deeply and stuck his tongue into Demnos's
mouth. "Mamammmmmmjaaaaack!"
"I like you!" Degan murmured through the kiss.
Demnos stuck his long finger nail of his middle finger into Degan's belly
button and pushed, feeling the soft belly gut take it in. Degan moved away,
his dick straight up his belly. Degan smiled, and rubbed his belly as
Demnos's finger came out of it, "I like."
"You stupid prick! Get to killing Trio!" Demnos yelled and flew over
him. Dropping pre cum on Degan's head.
Aoi continued to battle Rul while Pare confronted Blade. "Blade, you self
centered prickhead!"
"C'mon, give me what you got!" Blade waved his spear and bayonet,
"GaaahhhhhOTTTTTTahhhhh!!" He repeated the second got because Pare jumped
up and stabbed him in his chest. Blade just looked. "NO! NO! Not the
chest!"
Pare landed on his feet on the side of Blade, "That's not deep enough!
How's this!" Pare swung and cut Blade's arm off.
Blade looked at his arm, "What the fuck?!?!?! You're not supposed to do
that! My belly! I want my belly stabbed! YOU FUCK! I want it in the belly!"
Kiko floated near Demnos, "What the hell? You put together a team that
wants to lose!"
As Pare cut Blade's other arm off, Rosado snuck up behind Pare but Pare
backed up from Blade and met Rosado's sword by putting his own behind his
head, then turning to fight Rosado. Both of them ignored Blade who had no
arms now and was spraying blood from his arms. "Stick me! Someone stick me
in the belly button! I don't wanna die this way! I must find someone..."
Pare jumped over Rosado's sword and landed on his chest and downed
him. Pare jumped up over his head, "Excuse me, I have some business to take
care of." Pare ran off toward Blade again.
Rosado got up, banged his fist on the ground and recovered his sword. He
put his spear aside and started to take his Chinese stars off his belt. He
chucked one at Pare.
Pare was near Blade and smiled. Blade smiled, "Good, you're gonna get stuck
in your button by..."
"Forgetting you have no arms?" Pare laughed and cut Blade's legs off in
one swift swing.
Blade's torso fell, "NO! I want..."
"No one cares what you want, you stupid fucker, self absorbed center of
your own universe!" Pare raised his sword behind his head...
Just then the first Chinese star came at Pare but Pare felt it coming and
heard it. He bent far backwards and the star passed over him and hit Blade
in his left shoulder just as his torso fell to the ground. "Damn it! HE
missed!" Blade yelled, "I'm dying! Please get it in my belly...I need
it... finish me!"
Pare swung, "Okay, you're finished!" Pare put his sword under Blade's head
and cut upward hard. The head flew through the air and over Pare's
head...smack into the second thrown Chinese star from Rosado.
"Shit! You dumb lurking bastard! Get out of my way!" Rosado threw the last
star but Pare used his sword to block it and hit it away. The Chinese star
hit Rosado's upper left leg. "OWWW! Little shit! Stand still so I can kill
you! I'm your superior in body and strength so..."
"Shut up!" Pare laughed and ran at him, ducking and slashing. Rosado met
his every move this time and started to give Pare a run for his money.
Blade's belly remained face up, nice belly button with nothing in it and
untouched. No legs, no head, no arms. The only part untouched was the
skinny but well muscled stomach hole. The wind blew some sand over it,
already making the other forget about it.
Fuk and Sole faced each other, circling, wary of each other. Fuk had his
Samurai sword up and ready. Sole met Fuk with his own sword. Sole nodded
and dropped his spear and raised his own sword. They were now facing off
carefully, each eyeing the other. "Fuk, it doesn't have to be this way..."
"It does, my friend..."
"Friend? You tried to kill me."
"It was you or me...I chose me...it was not a thing I wanted to do..."
"Nor could," Sole smiled, "Even though you came close through deceit..."
"I healed some of you and the others..."
"Yes, to gain our trust I gather," Sole said and as he did he moved in and
hit Fuk's sword, "Fuck you Fuk!"
Fuk smiled, "Losing your grip? Angry?"
"No," Sole said and hit again and again, clanging Fuk's sword, "I don't..."
CLANG! "...know why..."
CLANG! Clang! CLANG! "...people think just..." SHILINGGG! SLISH! "...just
cause someone..." BANG BANG! "...yells and seems angry and hit first..."
Sole hit Fuk's sword out of his hand, "...that you are losing your grip and
can't fight." Sole put the sword at Fuk's belly.
Fuk looked totally off guard and surprised, "You won't give me a chance?"
"You had it," Sole said.
"Let me get my sword back up in my hand and we will go out together in a
blazing glory of belly stabbing," Fuk said.
Sole nodded and let Fuk reach for his sword. Sole lunged and stabbed the
point into Fuk's belly button but instead of pinching it in, he
withdrew. Fuk winced, "Argghh! You said..."
"Not a death wound!" Sole yelled, "NOW pick it up and prepare to receive
your death wound."
Aoi, still fighting Rul and warding off the now fighting Degan, saw that,
"Sole, whaddare you doing? Don't give em a chance to pick up his sword,
fucking KILL Fuk!"
"Why don't you worry about who is going to get fucked here!" Rul yelled,
"Fucked in the button by my sword!" They hit each other's swords again and
again. One of Aoi's swords fell. Soon Rul, losing one sword to Aoi,
spun. Aoi swung. Rul attacked Aoi's other side. Degan got behind Aoi and
swung.
Aoi felt the sword coming and moved forward. The point sliced his back but
only slightly. But it hurt. Aoi arched his back and as he came forward, his
outstretched belly with its nice contours and veins, arched right at Rul,
who held out his sword. Aoi's button landed on the point but he managed to
back up and put his elbow out and smash it into the flat side of Degan's
sword, knocking it out of his way. Degan fell backward a bit but reached
his sword arm down to stab Aoi as Aoi ducked. But Rul, rushing in, already
had his sword into Degan's belly deep and thick. Degan looked down, "Uhhh."
He seemed to whisper as if that would help him not die from his deep wound,
"Shhh. I...ick...I..ahh...no...naw it isn't...."
Rul frowned, curling up his mouth on one side and he shook his head, "You
suck as a warrior, kid."
Degan gulped as Rul twisted to get his sword out and it stuck on something,
"Not to...ayeiiiiiieeee!"
Rul pulled his sword out. "...not totahhh, worryeeee, I am not long for
this...oh, Ollo, you were right, it's soooo fuckin good...." Degan fell.
Aoi was on the ground but jumped to his feet but his knees were bent. Rul
kicked him in the face and Aoi fell back. Rul smiled and threw down his
sword. He took out a knife from his loins and raised it and jumped at Aoi,
"You're mine!" He landed on Aoi and felt skin on his shiny skin. Dark skin
against yellow skin. Both boys had their dicks hard to the max and full of
cum ready to unload.
Aoi heard the clangs of Pare's swords against Rosado's. The huffs and puffs
of each combatant and it made him harder and hotter. Aoi struggled beneath
Rul, body to body perfectly matched and perfectly toned. Aoi's dark skin
seemingly melding with Rul's lighter glistening flesh. Legs on
legs. Stomach against stomach. Something pushed between stomachs. Rul was
trying to stab down into Aoi's side and then as Aoi's hand on that side
held Rul's wrist, he tried to plunge it down into the flat part of Aoi's
upper shoulder--his collar bone. All the while, Aoi managed to do something
of his own. He also heard Fuk's cries of victory, even though Fuk wasn't
winning, nor losing at this point. It was some silly way of trying to get
Sole to give up unconsciously. Sole's huffing breaths and puffing were also
heard as he hit Fuk's sword again. He's making Sole overwork himself, Aoi
thought.
Rul felt his blade descending and was about to stab it into the shoulder
when he felt sharp pinching in his own navel. Feeling the nub of Rul's
belly button rim against the knife, Aoi stabbed his own small knife, hidden
in his own loin cloth, not far from his dick. "Right in there!" Shaking
Rul's blade holding hand and arm, Aoi made Rul drop his knife. At the same
time, using his own knife, Aoi put it into Rul's nicely, rounded, deep and
dark, belly button, with the nice Asian ridge. Aoi pre came as he felt
Rul's stuck and struck body stiffen tight against his. Aoi kept his hand
moving. Rul's torso arched up fast and Aoi kept it arching with his
poking. The knife was small but sharp. Very sharp. "And your intestines are
MINE!" Aoi managed to say as Rul's mouth drooled on his own. Rul's face
remained down as his torso moved on high. Then as Rul came down, his torso
came down anyway...Aoi kept the knife moving. He moved it out a bit and
then twisted it back in...straight and then angled it a bit. Rul, torso
descending again, now stiffened in a new way and his body jerked to a full
length across Aoi's! Dicks came out and unloaded at the same time, like two
swords hitting each other, rubbing, feeling vein against vein. Aoi felt
Rul's cum rise up through his vein just as Rul felt Aoi's. It was
unbelievable, the feeling. "How's that feel?"
"It rules!" Rul said, "It fuckinnnnnnaaaaahhhhharrrrrgghhh!" He jerked on
a rise up and then fell down on top Aoi's muscled trim body and then
spasmed in a new way, jerking upward, his dick leading the way. Then he
swayed from side to side, trying to get off Aoi now.
"COOL!" Aoi gasped in the experience---for the tip of his dick felt so
many things--the flesh of Rul moving up and down, away, then on, then up,
then sliding over him and Rul's own dick nubbing into his knobby head...his
foreskin wrinkling into Rul's----but he knew Rul was doing something even
better, "...you...you're holding your cum in yur balls so that it'll shoot
out more...holding it to..."
"Till the last possible second before I expire!"
"Expire?" Aoi laughed at the word, "DIE!" Each time he thought the knife
couldn't go any deeper into that thick muscle, it proved him wrong.
Aoi used his free hand now to hold the Japanese stud to him and pushed
Rul's back down to him, which in turn made Rul's belly go onto the knife
even more. Aoi could feel the tightening of the muscles as Rul reacted,
sometimes involuntarily and sometimes voluntarily to the continued
stabbing, the constant pointed pounding that his navel took. Aoi's own
muscles softened a bit so as to get the most of the feel of it but at times
he also tightened his stomach and it felt like a war between tight
abs. With Rul losing. Explosions dampened the boys' bellies, their penis
areas, their upper legs and their lower chests. Cum hit Aoi's chin. He
lapped some of it up. He kissed Rul's dying mouth. Rul tried to break free
but he then took part in the fun of it. He thought, "Why not, I'm gonna
die, I might as well die happy! I know this feels good!"
"You fuck, you love it!" Aoi spouted, breathing heavily.
"I...I...Ido. I..do....I'm glad you...it ...I mean to sayyyayyyyye!"
"C'mon spit it out as I gouge out your innards, boy!" Aoi said toughly.
"I'm glad it is you that is slaying me!" Rul spit out fast as he could
before he went back to groaning and then finally screaming. "You are first
class!"
"Aww," Aoi said and pushed Rul off him, his knife clinging to intestine as
it pulled out from Rul as Rul was pushed off. Rul flopped to the side. "You
say that to all the boys. Piece of dirt."
Rul flopped on his side, "No....no, I am not....youuuuowwwwohhh!"
Aoi got up and recovered a sword and poked it deep into Rul's stomach and
Rul rolled onto his back, making the sword mutilate him some more. Aoi
shoved and shoved. "No, you were a good fighter and more honorable than
most."
"Thank...you leave it in longer than you have taahhhhh!" Rul jerked and
cam some more, like a white fountain rising up. Rul dropped finally with
one great huffaw. "Did you no good, though," Aoi said as he flung
intestine off the end of his retracted sword.
Fuk picked up his sword and smiled, his navel a bit bloody. He felt it with
his free hand. As he did, he rushed up quickly and hit Sole's sword out of
his hand. Sole looked stunned. Fuk rushed him, sword straight out. Sole put
his hands flat on the sword and made a prayer like move with his hands
together, the sword between them. As Fuk continued to try to charge, upset
that he could not push it further, Sole kneed Fuk in the groin and as Fuk
doubled over, Sole let the sword drop into his right hand. He moved to stab
the doubled up Fuk in the guts but Fuk dropped to the ground, picked up
Sole's spear and rushed it up at Sole's groin. Sole dropped back and
rolled. Fuk missed but his form sailed past and as it did, Sole punched
Fuk's belly, his pointer finger out of his fist but bent so that his
knuckle caused the most pain to Fuk's navel. Fuk landed, sailing over
Sole. Sole easily grabbed up his own spear from Fuk's grasp and
turned. Sole turned but was amazed as...
"Sole, look out!" Aoi, his belly dripping with a mixture of Rul cum and
his own cum, drooping, lolling off his upper ridge and across his whole
stomach and wet neck, yelled. His navel filled with cum.
Fuk had jumped up quickly, recovering from his fall, and he landed ontop a
rock boulder. He was now jumping off it, pulling out from his tied headband
cloth, some powder...he tossed it as he flew over Sole, a knife now coming
out from his hand too...pulled from his loin cloth!
The powder almost caught Sole just as he turned but he ducked and it missed
his eyes, "No! Not this again!"
Fuk flew overhead but Sole just upped his spear and caught Fuk in the belly
button as Fuk sailed overhead. Sole let Fuk's sailing body go with the
spear and Fuk's weight took it. It flew to one side but now Sole drove the
end into the ground and kept Fuk dangling to one side. He then used all his
might to move it straight up so that Fuk dangled at a 90 degree angle. "I
just had to try," Fuk groaned.
"I...I know," Sole said, "But you failed...again..." Sole drove the end up
using all his might and Fuk yelled. Sole then let the spear and Fuk
fall. Once it was on the ground, Sole whisked up his spear from out of
Fuk's navel, bringing with it some meat. With his booted foot, Sole kicked
Fuk onto his back fully, for Fuk was on his side. Sole drove the spear down
into the sand beneath Fuk's back. Sole kept his foot on Fuk's hip, then
moved it down a bit toward softer skin where it would be felt more.
"Fuck!" Fuk winced and stretched. This gave Sole more incentive to stab
harder and twist. Sole moved it up a bit and then drove it down again and
twisted. He churned. Fuk juggled his muscles in agony. His torso tried,
without his knowledge, to move up but the spear held it down. Sole took it
out fully and stabbed it back down, "EEENNNNNGGGAAAAKKK! GENJOYENGAK!
Enjoying your victory?"
"Why the...." Sole jabbed again and put his while weight on the spear,
"....fuck not, Fuk! Hope you stay dead this time!" He took his white boots
away from Fuk's body as Fuk spasmed.
"Arff!" Fuk yelled and plunged back down again with the spear. He tried to
plow upward again but the spear coming down again made him resist. His
muscles tensed and he fell down, eyes open.
Sole made sure by sticking him some more.
While Sole and AOI were finishing off their enemies, Rosado managed to jump
around the quicker Pare and pulling a small knife, jabbed it at Pare's
hip. Pare moved his upper body some more thus sustained only a knick. He
kicked backward at Rosado's front and managed to kick into Rosado's lower
leg. Rosado, anyway, withstood that but dropped the knife and grabbed Pare
around the waist and squeezed. He picked Pare's body up off the ground and
kept moving him around. "What's this, tough love?" Pare groaned. "It's not
working!"
"If only I had a sword!" Rosado yelled, "But no need, I'll crush the life
out of you!"
Kiko made a small black sword appear out of thin air. Demnos yelled, "NO!"
But it was too late. The sword floated down to Rosado's hands and Pare, his
arms pinned beneath Rosado's arms, saw it. The point was pointed at Pare's
belly button which was just under Rosado's locked hands. Two pinheads of
pre cum appeared on the top of both Pare's dick and Rosado's. Rosado saw
the sword as he leaned over Pare's shoulder, touching it purposely. Demnos
turned to Kiko, "You fool! Now they know there is magic involved!"
Rosado gripped both hands on the small black sword, "It...it's marble!" He
had the point over Pare's navel but to grip it, he needed to loosen up on
Pare. Big mistake.
Rosado shoved the sword at Pare's belly button! Pare screamed! Rosado
screamed!
TO BE CONTINUED...
NOTES: Rul was the kid being tortured in Tarn's dungeon until a whim of
Tarn's made him one of the torturerers. This was in Trio 12.